Count Fathom

Standing before you, slightly bowed, but turned to one side, concealing something beneath a dark toned overcoat, is a man that doesn’t trust you. He fears you may act on the insane impulses he is sure you also must experience. Which one of you is on the verge of losing control?

For help, you’ve come to the wrong place. Count Fathom books are described as unapologetic and insensitive. He wants to shine a harsh light into the shadows, to uncover the monsters lurking there. Pull them out into the light and shake loose the fear.

Facing these monsters means grappling with their meaning, biting through the hide. These stories are not soup. Count Fathom writes a tale dense as steak. A patient reader is rewarded. Chew before you swallow.

Ethics not included. There are no heroes, only villains in varying shades of black. They are seen in the streets, in the park, on the corner, climbing the fence. Count Fathom sees the bad in people. Trust is built brick by brick. His first instinct is to protect himself.

Immoral and indelicate are not necessarily wrong. Sometimes they can be the contrast that exposes truth in relief. From the darkness of Count Fathom you can best see the light. There is truth is fiction.